Time Consumes Us

Time consumes us
like a branch over a river,
getting wet, floating,
wanting to stay still
but as the river flows,
it goes.
Time consumes us
like vapor over a smile,
evaporating, invigorating,
wanting to persist
but as the wind comes,
it goes.
Once and again,
repeating itself,
finding oneself
each time renewed.

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This poem was written the 16th of April, 2014. Last edited the 16th of April, 2014.

About The Author

I am an engineer, a multilanguage learner, a runner, and an MPhil in Humanities graduate specialized in the philosophy of poetry. For me, poetry is an unfolding creative process, a way to play endlessly, not a finished state. For that reason, I revise and re-edit my work publicly until a poetic form (other than an exploratory) comes to being. My poetry is a thoughtful play that explores acoustic and visual patterns as well as poetic forms. I attempt to blend science and philosophy with poetry. I publish new poems every other day, follow for updates!

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